Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Commies, I normally do not post ads on my blog, but this lovely half-Siberian kitten needs a new home. He is a product of accidental mating of a purebred Siberian queen with an anonymous, undocumented male. The family is moving to Colorado soon and would like to find a new home for this kitten beforehand, if possible. He is going to have semi-long hair and his mother's coloring. If you are interested in this spunky illegitimate, please contact me. He is currently in Rye, NY.

I hope you do not judge the young mother too harshly. Sometimes hormones get the best of us and override common sense and modesty. Everybody makes mistakes. Innocent children should not be ostracized and penalized for the indiscretions of their mothers. Thank you, and God bless!

Monday, June 5, 2017

Synopsis:Maria is a Christian woman with one purpose – save her corrupt family
from eternal death. As the apocalypse rages around her, she makes an
unlikely friendship with one lost soul and the two women flee into the
southern wilderness. Forced to take shelter in a long-forgotten church,
they fight to survive as all hell breaks loose outside.

My thoughts:

Following her bestselling debut sci-fi novel Black Wings, Iryna K. Combs comes back with a bold, graphic and eloquent Biblical fantasy. You do not need to be a born-again Christian to enjoy the novel for its literary value, but it does help if you understand some of the religious references. The author takes a pretty literal, straightforward approach to the Apocalypse - as the cover and the title suggest. I applaud her for taking the risk and the literal approach that has been out of favor with authors and cinematic directors. There is a movie from the 1990s called The Rapture, where the end of the world happens exactly as presented by fundamentalist Christians, with the skies opening and trumpet sounding and people being physically pulled into the clouds. It leaves the viewer with a sense of shock. Pay for My Sin is that kind of novel. The protagonist, Maria, is refreshingly naive, with a bit of Mary Magdalen complex going on. She is not mystical or scholarly woman by any means. She is the matriarch of a family that she perceives to be "corrupt" and in need of salvation. Her faith in the Gospel is straightforward and complete. So when the world starts ending in the way she had imagined it would - she is left with a strange sense of peace and comfort. How far will she go to ensure that her unsaved family has a place in Heaven?

Saturday, June 3, 2017

Welcome to Nazi-occupied Norway where people try to maintain a sense of fragile and nervous normalcy. Yes, people still attend classical music concerts (as long as the program is ethnically neutral and doesn't include pieces by German composers). Regular flour is in short supply, so you have to get creative about making pancakes. Sure, they taste a little chalky, but if you add enough berry jam, they taste just like they did in the good old days. If you are a woman who is "lucky" to have naturally blonde hair, you just might capture the heart of a Nazi officer who will make your life considerably more pleasant.

You don't get too many books covering the occupation of countries like Holland and Norway. Nordic nations were considered en par with Germans more or less in terms of "racial purity". I almost wonder if authors hesitate to write on this subject, because n their eyes the Holocaust dwarfs the suffering of the Dutch and the Norwegian population. They are afraid of being met with "How dare you complain? You don't know real suffering." I've actually met authors who confessed to that. They say, "Who cares about our stories?" Well, those stories need to be told, because they involve real men and women who took part in the resistance movement. So I applaud author Gry Finsnes for writing her Tall King's Country series. "Stones Don't Speak" is her second book in the series, a sequel to "Vanished in Berlin". To set the stage, you have a German musician Friedrich who falls in love with a Norwegian pianist Ellen. Given that their respective countries are at war, the lovers face that uncomfortable dilemma. Can you still be a German patriot if you hate the Nazi regime? "Stones Don't Speak" picks up with Ellen back in Norway, trying to reestablish a relationship with her ambivalent parents and contemplating joining the resistance movement, which entails pretending to get chummy with the Nazi occupiers and tolerating a great deal of unwanted sexual attention with a straight face. But hey, wartime is not the time to get squeamish and prudish. She must put her disgust aside for a greater cause.

Author Gry Finsnes has already won my respect with her understated eloquence and no-nonsense, no-melodrama narrative style. She has that seasoned temperance of a worldly, well-traveled individual with a broad perspective. I adore her Nordic, masculine style without any needless hysteria. Her ability to describe dramatic events in a matter-of-factly, laconic fashion is what sets her works apart.

Thursday, June 1, 2017

Greetings!Every once in a while, in the process of researching a particular era for your next historical novel, you stumble across a literary or musical gem that introduces you to a new realm of beauty. Sometimes it's a familiar tune with a new twist. This is how I came across Bill Thurman's music. Bill is multi instrument musician. His repertoire spans broad classical and folk selection. He was kind enough to open up about his career as performer and teacher, his inspiration and collaboration with other artists. Bill is also a sarcoma survivor. He is very candid about overcoming this challenge. The title of his last album is "Nothin' but Fiddle and a Sarcoma Survivor." Please, check out his music. His CDs make a great gift for those who like early and folk music.

MJN: You were born in
Nashville and later moved to Memphis. It is a well known fact that folk and
country music are very prominent in the South. Do you feel that your renditions
of European classics have been influenced by the Southern flavor?

BT: To me, regional
differences in musical dialectics are really similar to the differences in
language dialects. I grew up with the blues, jazz, Elvis and old
"country" as well as classical music like Bach, Mozart, etc. In my
teens I continued to hear more music from around the world like Rimsky-Korsakov
and Mussorgsky as well as Jewish and Arabic music. Much of that was because I
played violin and viola in orchestras. I was also a member of the Memphis
Symphony for years. In my heart I have always been a musical internationalist,
even though I have loved all kinds of stuff called "American music."
Like one of my old teachers stated, "If it's good music, I want to play it
no matter where it comes from."

My voice and my playing and
phrasing definitely has a "southern accent" about it. It's the
culture that I grew up in. I would say that is probably true for most people,
wherever they have come from. I am pretty good though about imitating other
dialects and accents from different cultures or countries. It's my musical
"ear." In some of the songs and instrumentals I have played, I have
done several different accents within the same piece of music.

MJN: You teach fiddle and
violin. What are some of the most popular requests from your students? Are
there any skills and/or "touches" they are trying to cultivate?

BT: Most of the students
I have received simply wanted to learn to be a "fiddler" or possibly
a "violinist." The sad truth is that most of them did not have the
time or the patience or the basic "drive" to listen, learn and
WORK/play at it. Being a good or great musician takes a combination of things,
not just one or two. A lot of them wanted to sound like one of their musical
Heroes. But I often said, "you've got to make Mary Had A Little Lamb or
Twinkle Little Star sound GOOD before you can hope to sound like one of your heroes.

If they wanted to hear some
good country fiddlin' I would play them some of it. If they wanted to hear some
good jazz or blues I would play them some. But still they MUST practice and
take the time and trouble. If they don't do that, they can't get better. I also
tried to teach them all how to read musical notation as well as possible, and
to appreciate the difference between "reading" the music and
"hearing" the music. My students who had already had some training and
discipline seemed to do a good bit better when trying to learn new things.

MJN: You have performed some
of the most iconic pieces like La Rotta and The Foggy Dew, pieces that
will be recognized even by those who are not passionate fans of Renaissance or
traditional folk music. So many people don't know what they are missing. What
do you think is the most effective way to popularize some of the forgotten
masterpieces? How do you take your music and put it in front of the people who
did not know it existed?

BT: For music like La Rotta and The Foggy Dew as well as other old seldom heard music, I often will
record another new album. My latest one is called, "Nothin But Fiddle And
A Sarcoma Survivor." It has a combination of musical styles on it, and
some that are rarely heard. Like "Sugar in the Gourd", an old
Appalachian fiddle tune. Like Black and White, and old jazz violin tune from
Django Reinhardt and Stephane Grappelli. Also "Glory Be To God", a
southern Black Gospel song that I learned at an African American church long
ago. When I speak and play in public places I will often play these tunes and
songs to people who have never heard them before. Most of the people like it
when I do that.

MJN: It is no secret that
Renaissance Fairs are filled with anachronisms and people seeking escape from
daily routines, not necessarily seeking a better understanding of a particular
era. At the same time, for many people, it's the only gateway into another
century. Have you made any valuable professional / artistic connections at such
events with people who truly understood and appreciated early music?

BT: Yes, I have met
some wonderful people because of Renaissance Fairs, Celtic Music fests and
others. I love Greek music. I have gone to quite a few of the Greek food fests
just to hear the great music AND sample the delicious food. Yes, I have made
valuable connections with people from ancient music fan clubs as well as modern
music circles. I have met good people from all over the world because of my
lifetime involvement with music.

MJN: One of my favorite videos
on your site is that of you playing La Rotta and Kristy Barrington performing
the interpretive dance. La Rotta, an Italian piece, is said to be written by a
Hungarian composer. So many Medieval and Renaissance pieces are marked as
"Anonymous". Did composers strive or anonymity, or were those folk
tunes truly a product of collective creative process?

BT: I believe that most
of these ancient folk music tunes whether they come from Russia, Ireland,
Scotland, Scandinavia, Italy or England and Germany were born from one group or
one individual at a CERTAIN point and then just played and spread around to
different parts of the original areas and some even farther to other countries.
Most of these people could not read, but often had a keen ear for music - true
folk musicians in any country. Some would travel and teach their music to
others BY EAR. Almost always the music will have all these regional variations,
but a good chunk of the Old flavor will often remain. Some are better at that
than others. :)

In Spain, North Africa,
Central Africa and the Middle East, you know that much of this same idea has to
be true. Most musicians for a long time have learned by what they heard, not by
what they read on a piece of paper. However I am a firm believer in learning to
read!

The "collective
creative process" is like The Great Ocean of Life where the little streams
and creeks flow into the larger rivers and the rivers flow into the seas and
largest lakes and then the oceans of the world. Some in this process have
become truly universal. Every country has contributed. To me this is one of the
great beauties of music and art.

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